lift up your spirits!
to this cataclysmic evening!
this parade!
of howling wolves! and monkeys!
to the altered perspectives!
of angels!
and their subjective
paradise!
let our warped worlds come together!
like pangea in reverse!
let all religions reside within us all!
and all around us!
this is my wish for you.
and all of you.
let us toast!
to the fact our irises
are all different colors!
and our pupils are
all
the
same!
let’s get lost!
in the rambunctious sound
of
actual
reality!
and remind our souls
that love
is not just romance:
it is
every breath
the flowers give us
and each one
we return to them!
parks
that are dead
in winter
and alive
with lush green grass
and wide-
eyed people
in summers!
let’s toast!
to the smell of rain!
to the taste of laughter!
forever! tonight!
and ever after!
COPYRIGHT BRICE MAIURRO 2012
